Authors are all unique and a one of a kind character. Don't you wish you had a character in your next book who was exactly like you? In my case, I wouldn't wish that upon anyone! That lead me to the question that began this blog post: How do you begin your books? In other words not only how do you get your ideas; but how do you get started, how do you decide on the first word, the first sentence, the first paragraph? All those items sets the tone for the rest of your book. Do you get an idea and started making an outline? Do you just sit down and start writing or typing and see what comes up? Do you plan every action of the characters? Do you get a list of characters and their personalities as you see them and begin to see how you can get them to react to one another?
In all honesty, I would really like to see how many responses we get. I am willing to bet that for each response, we will see something as different and as unique as is the author. I think this will be a fun exercise and it will help all of us to get to know one another!
So to get this started, I will begin with me. As a writer of mystery novels, I like to set the reader-hook with a good prologue. In most cases I like to have my readers slip into the proverbial shoes of the current victim. It may well be the first victim or it may be the tenth or twentieth victim. If I can get the reader to feel the emotions and the pain of the victim, they are going to want to solve the mystery with me. They are going to want to right the wrong against that person be it male or female.
How do I get started with my idea and the first words to begin the story? I like timed writings and prologues. I belong to a writers group that meets about two to three times per month. I think I have mentioned this before. As part of our meetings we do timed writings. We either do them for fifteen minutes or twenty minutes. At the end of that time we set our pens down. Where it gets interesting is we then read them to the group. The group is small, which is what the four of us like. Each of us has a different genre we like for our writing. We have Jason a how to guru. pilot and children stories. We have Bob who is a play write and has a real dry wit about him. We have Tim who is an ex-Ranger with the U.S. Army who likes to write military intrigue and prairie stories about growing up in South Dakota. And, then me, who likes mysteries and historical fiction.
I keep a gallon size Ziploc bag with slips of paper with phrases, lines from songs, places; and we each pick one to use for our timed writing. Last night, Tuesday, February 12, 2013, I go a prompt that would have suited Jason a bit better. I took it and I ran with it. As I told the group, I took this some place that Jason would have never dreamed of going with it. My prompt was "Out on Runway Number Nine". This is a line from a Gordon Lightfoot song. Of course my warped mind asked the simple question, "How can I kill somebody and tie it in with an airport runway, more specifically runway #9?"
I did it and it is going to make a wonderful prologue to my next book. I feel the urge, to get started right now. I have the characters building. I see another Johnson-Ingram Detective Novel emerging. And, since I need to back up, rethink and retool the first seven chapters of "Pagan Mirth" ; I just may begin it tonight? What do you all think. Here are some excerpts from that timed writing to give you a flavor:
"Stranded! Alone! Strange Environment! Fog! Where the hell did this fog come from?...Why can't I move? I'm screaming! How come I don't hear anything?..."
"Why do I keep thinking of the Vitruvian Man? Maybe because that is the way I feel right now -- legs pointing southeast and southwest, while my arms are pointed directly east and directly west..."
"Last I remember, I was on a plan waiting to take off out on runway number nine..."
"Did I spill something on my neck? It's warm! Why is it warm when I feel so damned cold? My mouth tastes like copper..."
"I feel something breathing on me. Oh Gawd does it stink! I feel teeth sinking into my leg. Oh, the pain! Please make it stop! I scream bloody murder for the pain! Still why don't I hear my screams? I hear snarling!..."
"I hear foot steps and voice yelling to scare off whatever bit me. Is this a rescue or my final breath?"
*** Let's hear from you for what works for you!***